Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 2.9

Walking out of Antique Street, Xie Bowen frowned and frowned, quietly approaching Meng Zezhi's ear, and whispered, "Dad, someone is following us."

"Huh?" At this moment, Meng Zezhi was thinking about the seal. Hearing this, he casually said, "Is it a paparazzi or your fan?"

"It should be none of them." Xie Bowen said hesitantly, narrowing his shortsightedness.

Meng Zezhi followed his line of sight and looked at it. On the glass window of the shop opposite, seven or eight men behind them could be clearly seen walking towards them aggressively.

Xie Bowen was a little confused: "Dad, or let's stop a taxi and go."

"Farewell, it's not your father and mine style to escape before battle. Besides, I also want to know what hatred this group has with our father and son." Meng Zezhi held the folding fan in his right hand and slapped it on the palm of his left hand: "Go, Find a place with fewer people to meet them."

"Big brother, they have taken the underground passage." Xin Gao said flatly.

"Also use you to say, when I am blind, go and follow." The beer belly middle-aged man said maliciously.

When they reached the place, Meng Zezhi and the two stopped and looked back at the entrance of the passage.

When the beer belly middle-aged man approached and saw his face clearly, Xie Bowen's expression changed: "Hou Wanhua?"

Hou Wanhua stretched out his sleeves, squinted his eyes into a gap, stared at Xie Bowen, and said with a stern tone: "Xie Bowen, you have a very comfortable life these days, but I was miserable. I was in the hospital. Lie down for more than two months."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Meng Zezhi remembered.

Some time ago, Xie Bowen broke a leg of a drunk investor who wanted to take advantage of him at a movie celebration banquet starring him.

This investor is not exactly Hou Wanhua in front of him.

Hou Wanhua had nothing to do, but he couldn't bear it. He had a good background. Both black and white have some connections. In order to help Xie Bowen suppress this matter, Duan Congyan paid a considerable price. The cash money sent out was no less than 5 million.

Because of this, Xie Bowen also had to leave the United States to avoid the limelight for the time being.

On the third day of returning to China, he ran into Hou Wanhua again.

Looking at the other party's aggressive look, it was clear that he didn't want to let it go.

The reason why Xie Bowen dared to act on Hou Wanhua was because he was angry and because he didn't know the identity of Hou Wanhua.

Now that he knew it, he couldn't harden it anymore.

After all, it's because of lack of confidence.

Xie Bowen reflexively took a step back, his heart tightened, pretending to be calm: "You have received the money and property from my uncle Duan. Isn't this the end?"

"Now?" Hou Wanhua smiled and said, "I'm kidding! You are just wishful thinking, I didn't agree with me, Lao Tzu."

Xie Bowen was really outraged by Hou Wanhua's shamelessness, but he didn't even have the courage to resist.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "What do you want?"

"You ask me what I want?" Hou Wanhua sneered, "I will give you two choices, or, honestly let me break your legs."